Submissions by jemac
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
I am on a journey… with my work, my explorations, and a few sad stories. I travel with a suitcase full of outrageous blessings. I am on a quest for truth, beauty and quiet joy. I am an artist, a writer, an explorer. ~unknown~
The Pleasure of Pain
Have you ever been
in such dire need
of some physical contact,
for someone just to
take you
in there arms
and hold you,
that the
pain
of wanting, needing,
is so great
that you would
subject yourself to harm
just to take that need away
because, you would still
feel
it may be the polar opposite
of what you desire
but there is such a fine line
between
pleasure and
pain
and better to feel that
than...
nothing.
in such dire need
of some physical contact,
for someone just to
take you
in there arms
and hold you,
that the
pain
of wanting, needing,
is so great
that you would
subject yourself to harm
just to take that need away
because, you would still
feel
it may be the polar opposite
of what you desire
but there is such a fine line
between
pleasure and
pain
and better to feel that
than...
nothing.
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The Lie
How can you
do that?
After all this time,
after all we have been through,
how can you look me in the eye
and lie?
Don't you understand
how that breaks me
from you?
I cannot trust anything
about you.
I don't even know who you are
anymore.
I could never,
never,
do that to
you.
do that?
After all this time,
after all we have been through,
how can you look me in the eye
and lie?
Don't you understand
how that breaks me
from you?
I cannot trust anything
about you.
I don't even know who you are
anymore.
I could never,
never,
do that to
you.
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The Thinker
I am a thinker
I can take days to
mull thoughts over
to find the perfect
answer
if there is such a thing.
some people
feel I am a procrastinator,
or that i don't have an opinion
about things,
which is not true at all.
i prefer
to think things
over before i come up with a
decisive answer.
I want my thoughts to be clear
and completely understood.
That there is no bull shit here.
If I take my time
to give you an answer,
it is because
i care enough about you,
to really...
I can take days to
mull thoughts over
to find the perfect
answer
if there is such a thing.
some people
feel I am a procrastinator,
or that i don't have an opinion
about things,
which is not true at all.
i prefer
to think things
over before i come up with a
decisive answer.
I want my thoughts to be clear
and completely understood.
That there is no bull shit here.
If I take my time
to give you an answer,
it is because
i care enough about you,
to really...
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Things I Need To Say
You want me
That's what you say
But you found someone new
Yet you still want to stay
I know there is distance
between you and me
But I just don't see how I fit in now
There's no room for three
I can feel you desperately trying to
hold on, afraid of losing
me totally
But there's no other way,
you see?
You can't hold me in
the balance, when I know she
has your heart
or at least she thinks she does,
and that's the saddest
part.
You write to me
and message me when I know
it should be her...
That's what you say
But you found someone new
Yet you still want to stay
I know there is distance
between you and me
But I just don't see how I fit in now
There's no room for three
I can feel you desperately trying to
hold on, afraid of losing
me totally
But there's no other way,
you see?
You can't hold me in
the balance, when I know she
has your heart
or at least she thinks she does,
and that's the saddest
part.
You write to me
and message me when I know
it should be her...
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The Thirst
I long
to feel your weight upon me
almost crushing the wind
out of me as you press
your hot lips against mine
feeling your breath enter me
keeping me alive
as you wrap your arms
around my arching back
pulling me into you
filling me with your scent
and your breath
mixing with mine
our lips locked
your tongue searching
every part of my mouth
as you slide your
way inside me
our bodies pulsing
in rhythm to our
beating hearts
completely enwrapped
in each other
as if we were always...
to feel your weight upon me
almost crushing the wind
out of me as you press
your hot lips against mine
feeling your breath enter me
keeping me alive
as you wrap your arms
around my arching back
pulling me into you
filling me with your scent
and your breath
mixing with mine
our lips locked
your tongue searching
every part of my mouth
as you slide your
way inside me
our bodies pulsing
in rhythm to our
beating hearts
completely enwrapped
in each other
as if we were always...
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Be
I want to be
like the sun
absorbing all the
warmth and light
I can
Then pass it on
to everyone else
to brighten their day,
for them to feel the warmth
and light
that can be theres
and then it becomes love
for them to feel
and share
before you know it,
we will all be love
and what
a beautiful bright
warm garden of souls
will have been created
like the sun
absorbing all the
warmth and light
I can
Then pass it on
to everyone else
to brighten their day,
for them to feel the warmth
and light
that can be theres
and then it becomes love
for them to feel
and share
before you know it,
we will all be love
and what
a beautiful bright
warm garden of souls
will have been created
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Heart Beating
When things in your life
are coming to a close
and no matter how hard
you try
to get everything
into some
order
people, circumstances
seem to be holding you back
making it impossible
for you to move
forward
which just extends
the pain and anguish
why does this happen?
I really don't understand.
I must be being punished
for something
my heart feels like
it's gone through
nine rounds of a boxing match
and no one
is ringing
the fucking
bell
are coming to a close
and no matter how hard
you try
to get everything
into some
order
people, circumstances
seem to be holding you back
making it impossible
for you to move
forward
which just extends
the pain and anguish
why does this happen?
I really don't understand.
I must be being punished
for something
my heart feels like
it's gone through
nine rounds of a boxing match
and no one
is ringing
the fucking
bell
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The Fool
HAPPY APRIL'S FOOL
He thought he had it all
wrapped snugly in his bag
He carries all his belongings there
His life the perfect drag
He wanders restlessly
through the day
and sometimes through the night
So no one, he feels
can really see his plight
Of not having a destination
a place he calls his own
He is the haphazard wanderer
his heart it has no home
And what he actually carries
no one can really see
he is the ultimate magician
as he teeters toward the edge ...
He thought he had it all
wrapped snugly in his bag
He carries all his belongings there
His life the perfect drag
He wanders restlessly
through the day
and sometimes through the night
So no one, he feels
can really see his plight
Of not having a destination
a place he calls his own
He is the haphazard wanderer
his heart it has no home
And what he actually carries
no one can really see
he is the ultimate magician
as he teeters toward the edge ...
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The Storm
Here I sit
in my chair
curled against the world
trying to find comfort and warmth
in the crevices
of this space
trying to free myself
from all the outside
forces
that seem determined
to see me
crumble.
in my chair
curled against the world
trying to find comfort and warmth
in the crevices
of this space
trying to free myself
from all the outside
forces
that seem determined
to see me
crumble.
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the Plight of Being Responsible
I need a vacation
from being the
responsible one
from taking care of
everything
and being held back
from the fun
doing things for
others
and getting nothing
in return
it's making my blood boil
and my inner
flesh burn
i'm not really sure
how i got this role
of being the one who does
everything
it's just eating away
at my soul
i'm ready for
someone, anyone to
realize the plight i'm in
and free me from
their obligations ...
from being the
responsible one
from taking care of
everything
and being held back
from the fun
doing things for
others
and getting nothing
in return
it's making my blood boil
and my inner
flesh burn
i'm not really sure
how i got this role
of being the one who does
everything
it's just eating away
at my soul
i'm ready for
someone, anyone to
realize the plight i'm in
and free me from
their obligations ...
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The Sound of Silence
I am in my
quiet place
where i can't seem
to utter a sound
my thoughts careening
around my head
for my mouth they are not bound
i try to free them
from the shrouded
part of my soul
like a breeze blowing a curtain
or hiding behind a wall
they don't want to be seen
or heard
oh no, not at all
yet they well up inside
of me
filling me recklessly
till i feel i will overflow
but there seems to be
no outlet
for me
to finally...
quiet place
where i can't seem
to utter a sound
my thoughts careening
around my head
for my mouth they are not bound
i try to free them
from the shrouded
part of my soul
like a breeze blowing a curtain
or hiding behind a wall
they don't want to be seen
or heard
oh no, not at all
yet they well up inside
of me
filling me recklessly
till i feel i will overflow
but there seems to be
no outlet
for me
to finally...
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Marble
Where there was once
heat
so much heat
it could fill a room
just the mere thought of
your touch, caress
mouth against mine
penetrating me with
every part of you
that lust that felt
like it could go on
forever
being completely
lost in each other
but, just like steam
it evaporated into thin air
you could almost feel the
extraction of it
as if a part of
you was being torn away
not all at once
but piece by
painful piece
caught in an endless
storm of emotion,
pain
not because you...
heat
so much heat
it could fill a room
just the mere thought of
your touch, caress
mouth against mine
penetrating me with
every part of you
that lust that felt
like it could go on
forever
being completely
lost in each other
but, just like steam
it evaporated into thin air
you could almost feel the
extraction of it
as if a part of
you was being torn away
not all at once
but piece by
painful piece
caught in an endless
storm of emotion,
pain
not because you...
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